Past. Depressed. Future. Anxious.
I once heard that those who live in the past are depressed,and those who live in the future, anxious.Past. DepressedFuture. Anxious. If immigrant parents live in the future,what kind of future will it be? A future they never had?A future where there will be no hardship, no poverty, no scarcity,no one who tells them theirContinue reading “Past. Depressed. Future. Anxious.”
2019 Reflection and New Year Resolutions
2019 was a year of love, pain, and growth. In November, I lost my much cherished 11 year-old dog to heart disease subsequent to attending my grandfather’s overseas funeral. These first experiences of loss shook my heart to the core. I questioned my expectations for stability, security, mortality, and the meanings of the things IContinue reading “2019 Reflection and New Year Resolutions”
Return
Sunbeams gently shine through the white lace curtain from the glass door in the bedroom. With your head sticking out to see the morning sidewalks, I see your tan small body and fluffy curly tail. It must be around 6 o’clock. I barely fell back to sleep after my racing thoughts woke me up inContinue reading “Return”
I live. I heal.
There is something soothing about a blank sheet of paper. And here I am. I write. I live in a world that tells me my voice don’t matter. Yet, I persist. I speak. And I hear my words ring. I live in a world that tells me my feelings are too raw. Too much. TooContinue reading “I live. I heal.”
The last colonial.
I was born and grew up in a place of no longer—A place that only exists in memory. None of what constitutes my homeland is anymore. Was colonialism real? Did I live it? Where is the evidence? Sometimes, I feel like I was just a dream. I am the last colonial. European colonialism has erasedContinue reading “The last colonial.”
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